Begone home, till I speak with the captains about thy case! And for these holy men," she said to D'Aulon, in a soft voice, "see that they are safely housed and ministered to in the Church of Monseigneur St.Aignan." With that I shrank back like a beaten hound, and saw the Maid no more that night, as fearing her wrath.

So was I adread and out of all comfort.

But, when first I might, I sought D'Aulon and told him all the tale of Brother Thomas, and all the evil I knew of him, as well as I could, and I showed him wherefore I had sought to slay the man, as forsworn and a traitor, who had manifestly fled to the English, being by his doggish nature the enemy of the Maid.

I so wrought with him, though he was weary, and would scarce listen to my tale, that he promised to speak for me to the Maid, without whom I was a man lost.

Moreover, he swore that, as early as might be, he would visit the Church of St.
Aignan, and there examine into the matter of this cordelier, whom some knew, and could testify against, if he was my man.
No more could I do that night, but next morning D'Aulon awoke me a little after dawn.
"It is a true tale," he said, "and worse than I deemed, for your bird has flown! Last night he so spoke with me in the church when I lodged him there, that I reckoned him a simple man and a pious.